Opaque

I feel everything!
I let their uncorrupted filth flow into me.

A prayer for passion spirals towards a joyless orgasm.
The world beyond the threshold, exalted by my lust.

I incurvate the celestial body to better fit my illusion.
I pulsate with stolen life in a half imagined existence.

Where is the heart, if not in hell?

I incurvate the celestial body to better fit my illusion.
I pulsate with stolen life in a half imagined existence.

My virtue of guilt, it crumbles.
The innocence of a child is reborn.
Treasured depravity draped in slumber.
All my devils, all my angels, is there ecstasy in oblivion?

Awake i shall remain, dear Angelique.
On your philosophy of sin I cum.

Doubt invokes my determination, everything is true.
If stagnation breeds growth, would death disappoint you too?
A bridge between euphoria and anguish, to feel everything at once.
The blissful body forgets, I trust my visions are pure.
Immune to the festering world, a paradise in me.